Our New Life

I laughed, "Of course I'm interested! I'm a man! What man in his right mind wouldn't be interested in the idea of two women exploring with one another? Especially when both are hot as fuck and one of them is his wife?"

Courtney seemed pleased with my response. I think she was getting used to my describing her as "hot" and "sexy," and not taking it as mere flattery. It wasn't just air. I really did think she was gorgeous. This submissive thing was making her even moreso.

Then, her face lit up and she reached for her phone and Hope's number. She typed something into the phone, glancing at the waitress's little piece of paper.

When she was finished, she turned the screen to me. It was a simple message, but I fucking near came on the spot. This was happening, maybe not now but wheels were beginning to turn. My heart pounded and tears came to my eyes.

"Damn, but I love you," I said after a couple seconds to collect myself.
 
Hope was indeed "hot as fuck", normally I'd give Adam grief for such a comment, but that'd be hypocritical of me now.

I didn't expect just how emotional Adam would be over this whole situation, so I leaned over the table and gave him a gentle peck on the lips.

"I love you too, honey" I whisper before sitting back down. We ate the rest of the meal, and not long later Hope came back again to drop off our check.
 
I couldn't say exactly why I reacted the way I did. Was I getting emotional at the idea of Courtney being bisexual and possibly exploring it? I doubted it. While the thought turned me on, a reaction like that would have been more than a little creepy. I think, more than anything, it was the fact that I felt freer with my wife than I I ever had before. I'd said things recently that, previously would have yielded a flattered, unbelieving blush at best and an argument at worst. She'd done things, at my direction that, before, would have been met, once again, with an argument.

The plus side was, Courtney accepted my emotion. Whether she understood it any more than I did, I couldn't say. What she really thought about this, I had no way to know. She said she'd do what I wanted her to, that she'd take orders. We'd only explored the bare surface of that, though when I told her to flash her cleavage at the waitress, she could have said no. When I said she should give Hope her number, she could have laughed in my face. She did both, without protest or hesitation.

Maybe that was the tears. She trusted me. Like she never had before. She was enjoying herself. Sure, a lot of this was embarrassing, but Courtney wasn't used to being the center of attention most days.

When Hope returned, she placed the check on the table, gave me a glance and a shy smile, then turned to Courtney.

"Thank you for your number, Courtney. I wasn't sure if you would. I don't know what I expect to happen, but maybe we could get coffee sometime. You can come, too, Sir. I'd like to get to know you both much better. You're a very attractive couple and I don't really know too many people here."
 
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I was quite taken back by Hope's boldness right now, not that I was putt of by it. Far from it. I admired her bravery in flirting with a couple she's never met before.

"Coffee sounds lovely, Hope", I finally managed to respond shyly, "text me and we can set something up, I'm sure Adam would love to join us, right dear?"

I glanced over at my husband who looked to be trying his very best to contain his giddiness.

I stood up and gave our new friend Hope a quick hug, her hand may have lingered in my lower back a moment too long, but again I won't complain.
 
I can hardly believe the speed with which this entire thing is moving. Is this how it usually happens? Open a door you never expected would budge for you, and a whole new set of possibilities become available?

Regardless, I couldn't believe it. Delighted only scratched the surface. My cock was going to take ages to go down at this rate.

I hoped my eagerness didn't show when I responded: "Coffee sounds great. I'd love to be there." I don't drink coffee, but an army of Mongols couldn't keep me from that meeting.

When Courtney rose and the girls hugged, my imagination went into overdrive. Suddenly, both were nude and they were just starting the experiment I hoped would happen.

I moved that fantasy to the side for the moment. There'd be time later. Still, I likee the look of the two beautiful women embracing. It appeared hands remained on bodies a little longer than necessary, but I didn't really care.

When the ladies parted, Hope said, a little hitch in her voice, "I'll be back to take care of the bill when you're ready." She then backed up, giving my wife a shy but meaningful look, a smiling glance to me, then back to Courtney before retreating to the back once more.
 
"Oh my God, Adam. So I guess we're going on a date with a 20 year old girl now?" I said, giggling while sitting back down after Hope left.

My whole body tingled from hugging Hope. I had never really felt this way before. She was so soft, so tender, but I could tell she's the type of girl that knows what she wants and knows how to get it.

I slid the bill over to my husband, he usually takes care of those things. Not that we ever made a distinction between who's money is who's.

"I hope you're okay with all this. I kinda got carried away with Hope, I don't want to overstep anything, honey."
 
Courtney was excited. She was excited about everything that'd just happened. Fuck, I couldn't have been prouder of her for letting down her defenses in such a manner. On top of it, she was excited about the possibility of sex with another woman. The prospect of that actually happened was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. I could only imagine how Courtney felt.

I took the ticket when she pushed it my way and got out my card.

"You can't imagine how okay I am with this, baby. I can only barely wrap my brain around what just happened, but god, am I glad it happened. Even if Hope just becomes a friend and none of the interest that's been crackling between you two comes to anything, I'll be glad to have been here to see this.

"As I think you probably suspect, Hope's going to get a generous tip, but I was thinking: I'm going to make a wild guess and say your panties are damp. Probably more than that. Maybe those should be your tip to her. It may be a male notion, but once again, I'll make a wild guess and say it will be greatly appreciated, maybe moreso than the money."
 
I stared at Adam for a very long moment after what he just suggested to me. My cheeks blushed again and my breathing grew a little ragged.

"Honey, are you suggesting that I.." I trailed off and scanned the room. At the moment no one seemed to be paying us much attention but it felt like all eyes were on me.

"That I take off my panties right here, right now?" I leaned closer and whispered the last sentence.

I snuck my hand down between my legs while taking one last look around the dining room. Sure enough, I was soaked down there. Adam looked back at me, eagerly waiting to see how I'd react. Well, now or never, I guess.

I lifted my bottom as conspicuously as I could and tugged my panties down. I felt them bunch around my knees and I gave them another quick yank before they fell to the floor.

I looked down. Fuck, if anyone looks at me now they'd see my panties just sitting right there.

I quickly scooped them up and bunched them up in my fist. Definitely damp. "Hand me that thing, quick". I motioned to the black check holder that Adam was holding, stuffed my panties in, and shut it, just in time for Hope to reappear.
 
Actually, I'd have been fine if Courtney had ducked into the ladies' room to remove her underwear, as I hadn't specified. I fucking near came in my pants again when she suggested I wanted her to take them off right there at the table, where anyone who cared to look could see. I just stayed silent and let Court come to her own conclusions, then watched as, red-faced, she slid off her undies right there in front of me and God.

It took everything I had not to moan as my wife made all the gyrations necessary to get her panties off right there, in public. When she reached out for the check holder, I passed it to her and she quickly shoved the contents of her hand into it and closed the cover just as Hope returned.

She smiled warmly at us both and took the check from Court as I handed her my card.

"Might want to open that somewhere private," I told her, nodding to the plastic-covered holder.

She looked at me, confused, but nodded. "Okay," she said as she took the card and the check back to process.
 
"Oh my God, that was the most thrilling thing I've ever done!" I half whispered, half shouted as Hope took the check and left. She definitely looked a little confused at my husband's remarks about opening it in private.

"Do you think anyone saw me do it? I hope not. Or I hope so, I don't know anymore." I rambled on, lost in the sexual excitement of what I've just done.

I was so caught up I barely noticed when Hope returned, red cheeked and clearly squirmy. I looked up at her from my chair, my cheeks an even deeper shade of pink.

"Um, Hope, sorry if I was being too-"

Hope set the check holder down right in front of me and put her finger to her lip in a shushing motion. She gently patted my shoulder and said, "Have a wonderful day, miss, and thanks for dining with us."

With a suggestive wink, Hope scampered back off. I gave Adam a puzzled look, before he notices the check holder she left was folded over, but bulging up..
 
God, I loved Courtney's enthusiasm. She could have been disgusted and humiliated, but instead, she acted like it had been the most exciting and delightful thing she'd ever done. It was amazing and erotic to see and turned me on even more. It was taking almost everything I had not to just lay her out over the table and fuck her right there.

Hope returned while Court was still bubbling. The pretty little Asian woman's cheeks were bright red, and without a word, she hesitantly set the check holder on the table, directly in front of my wife.

Courtney started to apologize for being too forward, but Hope stopped her and gave a closing comment that sounded like standard restaurant boilerplate. Before departing, she shot Courtney a wink, then backed away a couple steps before turning and moving away at a much quicker pace than she had any other time.

For a couple seconds, my wife and I just stared at one another. We then looked down at the folder which my card and the receipts protruded from.

The cover sat at an unusual angle.

We looked back up at one another. As our eyes went back down to the folder, we put the pieces together.

For a second, I was afraid what we'd find. For all her excitement and joy earlier, if Courtney's panties lay in that holder, she'd be devastated.

The look on Courtney's face told me she was thinking the same thing. Her hands didn't come up to flip the cover, so I reached across the table.

With a finger, I flopped the folder open.

Folded up neatly inside was obviously a pair of panties. However, they were an entirely different color and style than my wife had been wearing.

I almost reached out and held them up to examine them, but caught myself. We both looked toward the kitchen door and saw Hope standing there, biting her lip.
 
I had a pretty good idea of what lay inside the check holder, but I really didn't want to be presumptuous and disappoint myself. Thankfully, Adam worked up the courage and flipped it open for me.

Oh. My. God. A pair of silky, lacey, white panties lay right there on the table in front of me. They were most certainly not mine.

Adam and I looked around and saw Hope staring at us from a distance. She seemed nervous, excited, apprehensive all at once.

I quickly grabbed the panties off the table before anyone else decided to look and flashed Hope a warm smile. Before putting them in my purse, I made sure to lock my eyes on Hope's, and brought the panties to my face and inhaled sharply.

Her scent rushed into my nostrils and I felt lightheaded for a brief second. Oh God, the aroma was to die for. Musky, sweaty, yet floral and womanly and beautiful.

"Come on, honey", I hid the panties in my purse as I grabbed Adam's hand to drag his dumbfounded face out of the restaurant.
 
Once again, I nearly came when Courtney scooped the skimpy little undies off the table then watched her bring them to her face and inhale deeply. My fucking god, I had no idea women did that. Seeing Courtney do that was erotic as fuck.

I only barely had time to sign the appropriate receipt before I was grabbed and dragged out of the building.

We went directly to the car, no hesitation, and Courtney didn't bother trying to be proper when she got in, giving me a big generous flash of her lack of panties beneath her short skirt.

This was not the woman who'd left the house with me. This woman was drunk, even though neither of us had imbibed on this trip.
 
I quickly dragged my husband back to the car and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Come on honey, let's go home. I need you right now." Adam had barely gotten into the car before I started pestering him.

He looked at me with amazement and lust, nodded, and started driving. I was near hyperventilating, in such a daze of lust that I've never felt before.
 
The temperature in the car went up twenty degrees once we were both inside. Courtney demanded we go home so I could take care of her. At this point, I was beyond self-control. Just like my urge to fuck right there in the restaurant, I'd have gladly made the attempt in the car, as well.


"Pull your skirt up. I need to see your pussy," I commanded breathlessly as I hit the key and started out of the parking lot, making sure to keep my cool enough to get us home safely...
 
Adam started to drive away from the restaurant when he asked me to show him my pussy.

Well, it was more of a command, and who am I to refuse my handsome husband right now?

I lifted my right leg up onto the dash and hiked my skirt up, spreading my legs lewdly. The whole experience at dinner has me so worked up and turned on I can barely think straight, let alone worry about silly things like 'public indecency'.

I spread my legs nice and wide and angled my hips toward my husband. My pussy was on full display. My lips puffy and pink, the hole glistening with moisture in the dim light.
 
Obediently and wantonly, Courtney pulled up her skirt and spread as wide as the cabin of the vehicle would allow.

Immediately the car filled with the scent of highly aroused woman. It filled my head and ratcheted my horniness up another couple notches.

Of course, I wanted to look, and glanced over to see the soaking wet beauty that was my wife's pussy. However... driving.

At one point, we got caught at a light and while we sat waiting, there was a raucous horn blast. In the next lane was a guy in a city truck. The cab of the truck sat high enough that Courtney's display was visible to him.

About this time, the light changed. The guy gave a thumbs-up as we pulled away.
 
I was so lost in the thrill of exposing my pussy to my husband I didn't even consider that other people might see me.

The truck's horn startled me and darn near made me jump out of my seat. I looked over just in time to see the stranger pull away with a thumbs up.

"Oh my God, Adam, he totally saw me flashing!" I snapped my legs shut, a blush rising from my chest.
 
I laughed at Courtney's sudden change of heart.

"Yes, he saw you. You made his day. Hell, maybe his year! I think it's hot as hell to know he liked my wife that much.

"How do you really feel about it?"
 
I thought about it for a second, and slowly spread my legs back apart.

"Honestly", I said while hiking my leg back up, "it does turn me on, a lot."

Without prompting from Adam, I started to gently rub my clit, right there in the car. We only had a few minutes left till we got home, I might as well enjoy the ride.
 
I moaned when Courtney admitted she actually liked being seen. She was really getting into this slut/whore bit. God, I loved her for it.

When she started masturbating right there in the car, I damn near went into the back of a parked car, swerving just quickly enough to avoid it.

"God, I'm glad you're my slut," I told her, just as we pulled into the driveway.

Killing the engine, I rushed around to help Courtney out...
 
We pulled into our own driveway, and with disgruntled "hmmph" I pulled my finger out of my pussy, a strand of juice connecting my finger to my hole.

Adam just about yanked me out of the car and we ran into the house like a couple of horny teens.

We crashed through the front door, kissing and groping each other. I kicked off my heels as we stumbled into our bedroom. God, I've never been this turned on before.

"Wait", I panted, and grabbed my purse. "I'll be back in just a second", and scurried off into our bathroom.
 
God, I had never been so hot for my wife before in my life. I don't think she even pulled her skirt down from the car to the house, so any of the neighbors could have seen her bare ass as she waited for the door to be unlocked and we both practically fell inside.

Once inside, we tried to strip one another as we walked and kissed. When we made it to the bedroom (fuck, how did we get here? I was ready to fuck as soon as the door closed) I nearly threw Courtney on the bed. She wasn't wearing panties - easy access. However, she stopped me, grabbing her purse and running into the bathroom.

"Now?" I wailed. "Fuck, woman, piss on me, I don't care! I'm too goddamn horny for you to need a bathroom break!"

I stood there, cock stiffer than I could ever remember it, my shirt missing two buttons, my belt undone, the button on my jeans open, one shoe on, one foot bare, and Courtney has to pee? Fuck me!

Can you tell I was frustrated?
 
I shut the bathroom door behind me just as Adam was complaining about my poor pee timing.

I looked myself over in the mirror real quick. From behind the closed door, all Adam could hear was some shuffling and ruffling.

A second later, I slowly nudged the door open and said, "Are you ready, sweetie?"

A little nervously, I inched the door open and stepped out from behind it. I stood in front of my husband, almost fully naked. My breasts were on full display and my nipples felt stiff as diamonds.

I wasn't completely naked, I wore just one article of clothing - a pair of silky, white, lacey panties.
 
Seconds ticked by. My cock throbbed in anticipation. I could hear Courtney moving around in the bathroom, but I couldn't imagine what she was doing. At no time did I hear the telltale sound of urine hitting a pool of water, so what the hell was she up to?

Finally, the door cracked open. "Are you ready?" was the teasing tone that came through it.

"I've been ready for over an hour," I whined back.

Slowly, the door opened, revealing Courtney's body. She'd stripped the clothing she'd still had on, but christ, she could have done that out here with me. Why the hell did she need to...

Then I noticed. She wore a pair of white panties with lace and silk accents.

Holy fuck, she was wearing Hope's panties!

I was speechless. Those were the panties the waitress had given her in exchange for the ones Courtney had been wearing and oozing her arousal into the whole time at the restautant. No doubt the girl's had been just as filled with her honey, if the way the two women had reacted to one another the entire time we were there.

And now, my wife's delectable pussy fluids were mixing with those of the pretty Asian woman!

I fell to my knees and grabbed Courtney's hips. I then pressed my nose to her crotch and inhaled deeply...
 
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